Spark
Spark
I discovered a glint:
A bitty bright spark,
That’s rooted underneath
In the hollows of my soul.
Anon I realized,
It’s the ultimate part
That I get back to
In my mindful moments.
It never fades away,
For it ignites splendidly;
Conjuring a fiery fire
Blazing in my bones.
It mentors me,
To set my glinting vision
Beyond the strolling clouds.
It keeps me alive,
For the ultimate purpose
That I was wired for.
It whispers into my ears
A tale of heroism,
Energizing my survival
With goosebumps all over.
It drives me to shatter
The so called mediocrity.
To unleash the immense potential,
That is concealed within.
It impels me to reflect
On the heroic legacy,
Brought to me
By the yesteryears.
It chisels me warily,
Into a better version
Of my puny existence;
That lies on this minor planet
Of an eternal cosmos.